A few years ago when my writing wasn’t going so well, I was exploring new options. One of those was writing devotionals inspired by things out here on the farm. I thought if I could come up with one devotional per week, I could turn it into a Hiker’s Devotional. Then my fiction writing began to get rolling again and I let the devotional idea slide into the background. However, I did write ten or twelve, and included a few of them on my website. The following is one of those. Hope you enjoy it.
Do you like wildflowers? I do. You might even go so far as to call me a wildflower nut, even when wildflower is no more than a nice word for a weed that just happens to have some kind of bloom. I like flowers of all kinds and even a tiny blossom
in the grass that hardly looks important enough to have a name can stop
me in my tracks for a closer look.
One day a few springs ago, I was walking across our pasture field when I spotted a tiny blue bloom I hadn’t
noticed before. The flower was not as big around as a pencil eraser,
and the four little petals were a delicate blue. The flower seemed to
be lifting its head bravely out of the grass to reach for the sun. Yet
because it was so small, its color was almost drowned out by the green
of the grass blades.
Then when I stood up, I noticed there wasn’t just
one of these little flowers. There were hundreds of them. So many that
when I looked across the field, the ground turned a hazy blue.
As Christians we can sometimes feel like that small,
insignificant flower thinking we can’t make a difference in the
world of grass blades around us. Yet if we open our lives to the “Son”
we can make a difference no matter how small, and if we join together
with all the other Christians in the world around us, we can change the
color of the world.
Watch, stand fast in the faith, be brave, be strong. Let all that you do be done with love. I Corinthians 16:12-14 (NKJ)